"Why should I regret it?"

Zhao Yan smiled and shook his head, regretting it halfway through the matter was not in line with his style.

"Do you really regret it?"

Master Qi with a leopard's head and eyes stared at Zhao Yan without blinking.

"Really. ”

Zhao Yan nodded.

"I really don't regret it!?"

Master Qi continued to ask.

"Indeed!"

Zhao Yan nodded again.

"Good!

Master Qi's face finally showed a smile again, and he raised his hand and threw the Eight Desolation Exorcism Sword that was contained in the box to Zhao Yan.

"Shi-chan, didn't you say I wanted to do something for you?"

Although he said this, Zhao Yan unceremoniously took out the Eight Desolation Exorcision Sword in the shape of an eight-sided Han sword from the box.

This sword, as if it was made specifically for Zhao Yan, is extremely comfortable to hold the sword in one hand or in both hands!

The only fly in the ointment is that the weight of the sword is slightly heavy, and Zhao Yan estimates that the weight of this Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword must weigh more than ten catties.

As for the sword, except for the barbarians in Northern Europe who have muscles in their brains and use the two-handed giant swords that can be used as door panels, the sword of this weight is already called heavy.

Yang Guo's sixty-four-pound Xuantie heavy sword?

Don't take it seriously, that's just Lao Jin's nonsense, because the normal sword weighs only two or three catties, four or five catties, and a sixty-four pound heavy sword can only exist in martial arts novels......

After waving it casually twice, Zhao Yan found that although this Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword was heavy. But the counterweight is perfect, so whether it is a chop or a stab, it is very easy and comfortable.

The black blade, which at first glance looked bladeless, was extremely sharp. Hair breakage.

Zhao Yan imitated the practice on TV, stretched out his hand and bent his fingers on the blade of the sword, and the sound of Qing Yue's sword rang out.

"Good sword!"

Enduring the pain in his fingers, Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and praised, he really liked this Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword.

"Boy, the real benefit of this sword, you have a lot of time to understand it. But now. I want you to take this sword and go on a trip to Songhai Mountain!"

Master Qi's voice sounded like thunder in Zhao Yan's ears again.

"Do you want to go to Songhai Mountain to find the spirit dog demon king?"

Zhao Yan asked.

"What are you looking for that stupid dog?"

Master Qi asked rhetorically.

"Find it ......"

Zhao Yan wanted to answer, saying that it was the Spirit Dog Demon King who said that his wife and children were dead. Only the bad news of the widow of Lucky was left, but after thinking about it again, it didn't seem to have anything to do with Master Qi, and it wasn't worth exchanging for an Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword, so he stopped and shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. said that he wanted to fork in.

"Nineteen peaks and seventy-seven valleys of Songhai Mountain. If you climb all the way up the mountain behind my Cangtian Valley, you will see a mountain full of alder iron trees. There is a rift valley halfway up the mountain, you go along the rift valley and look for the golden retriever monkey who is the king and hegemon in the rift valley, you let it come to see me, if it doesn't come...... I used this Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword to slash it and bring its head back to me!"

Master Qi, who was like thunder, spoke quickly. I said a lot of words without stopping.

"Okay, the Sprinkle family still has business to do. I'm impatient to grind your teeth with the boy, you just go and come back quickly!"

Without waiting for Zhao Yan to consult, Master Qi sent the guest directly, he pushed Zhao Yan out of the iron building, and then slammed the rusty iron door of the iron building.

"That's a ......"

Zhao Yan rubbed his nose and muttered a half-sentence with a beginning and an end.

But the matter has come to this, even if Zhao Yan is helpless, he can only do this.

"Hey, I knew that things would develop like this, so I should have asked for a scabbard first. ”

Zhao Yan, who weighed the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword in his hand, knew that he couldn't insert it on his waist or carry it on his back, and showed a wry smile.

And then, it's time to make a decision—is it better to go to the Rift Valley in the mountains to find the Golden Monkey King according to what Master Qi said? Or should you escape from this Cangtian Valley with this Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword that has already been obtained?

"Hey——, how did you say that, the world is safe and secure, and it lives up to it!"

Zhao Yan sighed.

But sighing and sighing, in fact, Master Qi's requirements were not too difficult for Zhao Yan to choose.

The reason is very simple, because although Master Qi made a request, he did not stipulate the time to complete the task, nor did he stipulate that he could not find a helper.

Such a big rule loophole, if Zhao Yan didn't know how to take advantage of it, then he would have been a game system designer for several years in vain!

So after sighing, Zhao Yan turned around and walked along the way he came.

It only took more than half of the time for Zhao Yan to pass through the narrow valley entrance and appear outside the Cangtian Valley.

"How can it be so fast?!"

Song Twelvezhang, who was sitting cross-legged at the mouth of Cangtian Valley, waiting for Zhao Yan's return, stared at Zhao Yan who appeared in his sight in surprise.

Song Twelve Zhang clearly remembered that when he begged Master Qi to build the Spring Rain Scimitar, he stayed in the Cangtian Valley for seven days and seven nights!

"There's no way, people are handsome and get preferential treatment wherever they go. As soon as Master Qi saw me, he said that I was destined for him, and then cried and shouted for me to take away the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword that he treasured, and if I didn't take him, I would wipe his neck and hang himself, no problem...... Saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level pagoda, this young master can only reluctantly accept it. ”

Zhao Yan showed the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword to Song Twelvezhang, and blew a cowhide that no one would debunk anyway.

"Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword?! This, this is really the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword!?"

Song Twelvezhang's eyes widened, staring at the black and red long sword in Zhao Yan's hand, with an incredible expression on his face.

Well?

What does the old fox's expression mean?

Could it be that this Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword still has a very glorious past? Is it a famous sword as famous as the cadre Mo Ye and Zidian Qingshuang?

I can't help Zhao Yan not think so, after all, he has known Song Twelve Zhang. He had never seen Song Tshizhang's exaggerated expression.

"That's right, this is the Eight Desolations Exorcision Divine Sword that is fake!" Zhao Yan first affirmed that the Eight Desolations Exorcision Extremism Sword was genuine, and then couldn't help asking: "Twelve Zhang." Is this Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword famous? I looked at it...... It's pretty average, too. ”

"It's very ordinary?Erlang, don't you know the origin of the Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword at all?!"

Song Shishizhang held his forehead with his hands, looking unbearable to look at Zhao Yan's face, otherwise he would not be able to help but look like he was fists and feet.

"What can it be? Could it be that this is still a famous sword?"

Zhao Yan continued to ask.

"Those so-called famous swords, a hundred bundled together, can't compare to this Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword! Don't tell me the old man, you don't know the five saints of Xiaoshan!"

The corners of Song Twelve's mouth twitched for a while, and the momentum seemed to be a summary Zhao Yan dared to say a word. It was as if he was going to have a heart attack right away.

"Twelve zhang, you have to promise, if I answer that I really don't know what the Five Saints of Xiaoshan are, your old man will definitely not fight with me for three hundred rounds because he is angry. ”

Zhao Yan replied with a worried look.

"Hmph. Don't gag. My old man doesn't have this spare time!"

Song Twelvezhang's beard was messy, and he felt that he couldn't see through Zhao Yan at all-this kid, obviously he had even learned the Five Aggregates Cangxuan Sutra, how could he not know the Five Sages of Xiaoshan?

"Twelve zhang, you dissipate your anger, I am still waiting for your old man to teach me, what does the five saints of Xiaoshan that your old man said have to do with this Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword. ”

Zhao Yan finally put away his squirrel. Earnestly asked with three points of respect.

"You let my old man say it, and my old man will say it!"

The white eyes of the boss of Song Twelve. swished at Zhao Yan and smashed his head and face.

Zhao Yan smiled and grinned, and without speaking, he put on a tired appearance that if you don't talk about it, my little family will be consumed.

After Song Twelvezhang's non-violent and uncooperative beard glared for a while, he probably couldn't do anything about Zhao Yan, so he could only start talking again.

"In the troubled times two thousand years ago, on the Xiaoshan Mountain in Nanchuzhou, in the territory of Jiuchu today, there were five martial saints who were brothers with different surnames, and they were called in turn - Cangxuan Great Sage, Lan Miao Two Sages, Chiming Three Sages, Qingming Four Sages, and Lingzang Five Sages......"

Song Twelvezhang, who compromised with Zhao Yan, began to tell the story.

"Ouch, I understand, doesn't this mean that the Five Aggregates Sutra was made up by their five saints, one by one?"

Zhao Yan slapped his thigh and came to such an obvious conclusion.

"Don't interrupt, listen to what I'm talking about!" Song Twelve Zhangzhang stopped Zhao Yan's hand from dancing, and he continued eloquently: "The five saints of Xiaoshan have their own miraculous skills, and they also have their own divine weapons and sharp weapons, among which the blade of the Great Sage of Cangxuan is called the Eight Desolation Exorcision Sword. ”

Before these words came out, Zhao Yan's small hand shook, and he almost threw away the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword in his hand.

The Martial Saint's Portable Weapon...... If the news of the birth of this Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword is spread, how many people will come to snatch it?

"The Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword, the reason why it is called the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword, is because there is a sword spirit in this sword, and this sword spirit is said to be the remnant soul of a certain fallen god in ancient times...... Erlang, now you should understand, what kind of god is driven by this Eight Desolations Expulsion Divine Sword?"

Song Twelvezhang seemed to be speechless and endless, and told even more astonishing information.

These words really had too much impact, at least enough to make Zhao Yan, who was holding the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword, fall into a state of silence.

"Is there really a god in this world?"

After being silent for almost half a minute, Zhao Yan suddenly looked up at Song Twelve Zhang and asked.

"Maybe there is, or maybe not, my old man has lived a handful of years, and although I have not seen it yet, I have also seen countless fanatical believers who believe in the existence of God. ”

Song Twelve Zhangs learned from Zhao Yan and replied with his hands.

"That's a big problem. ”

Zhao Yan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Twelve Zhang, there shouldn't be many people who still know the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword now, right?"

Zhao Yan asked again.

"Erlang, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a loss in front of you! Erlang, you are such a smart genius, when I know that my old man has tried his best to tell you that I have been talking to you for a long time, I want you to return this Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword. ”

Song Twelve Zhang sighed, he simply stopped beating around the bush, but said clearly.

"No-" Zhao Yan shook his head resolutely, his eyes looked at Song Twelve Zhang's sincerely: "Twelve Zhang, your old man's kindness, where can I not understand? But this Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword is related to me, I will not give up! And ......"

"And what?"

Song Twelve Zhang asked patiently.

"And I probably guessed that the request made by the master for what kind of Qi master was to ask me to find the golden monkey head. Although I still don't quite understand why he would help me like this. ”

Zhao Yan replied.

"Monkeys?

Song Twelvezhang's face was full of inexplicability, he didn't know the requirements of the master craftsman Qi in the Cangtian Valley.

"Oh, here's the thing, after Master Qi gave me this Eight Desolation Exorcision Sword, he asked me to ......"

Zhao Yan 1510, told the request of Master Qi that he couldn't regret to Song Twelvezhang.

"Erlang, what do you mean, do you want my old man to go with you to find that golden demon monkey?"

Although Zhao Yan only retold the scene, Song Shizhang understood it without difficulty, and he guessed Zhao Yan's intention clearly.

"It's a golden retriever monkey, not a golden retriever monkey. ”

Zhao Yan corrected seriously.

"Nineteen peaks and seventy-seven valleys in Songhai Mountain, which peak and valley are the kings and hegemons, aren't you monsters who have become spirits? Erlang, you are also the person who has beheaded the evil Jiao in the Nine Rivers of the Lower Henghe Nine Rivers Waste Water Mansion, how can you not even understand this truth?"

Song Twelve Zhang stared at Zhao Yan's eyes, trying to find out the flaws in Zhao Yan's eyes that Zhao Yan was teasing him.

"Well, I understand, but isn't the demon monkey also a monkey head?"

Zhao Yan smiled. (To be continued......)

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